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Realization


Somebody shoulda told me it would be like this.

Never knew no guidance would be seen like this.

I wonder if Poseidon rules the 7 seas like this...

Is this why tides are random from the sea like this?

Can't we manage at a university like this?

Guess I'll never manage to earn these C's like this.

ThiS where Kermit start-a-sippin' her tea like this.

I hope one day I can rock a fresh tee like this,

Then I can walk across the stage and say momma look at me like this!

And maybe one day I can be up on the waves with Sway and Heather B like this!

But 'til then I'm forever searching for the keys like this,

Mental locomotion halted 'til set free like this.

Yet people hit me up and wish that they was me, like this?

They cant imagine what it be like, to be like this.

Ludacris amount of yield to get degrees like this.

Just to say we made it, 'n pay back all the fees like this.

Never knew I could become a busy bee like this,

Hope the family don't remember me like this.

Yet hoping that they come 'n support me like this.

I just wanna sit and chill beneath a tree like this.

But my roots keep pushing me to go succeed like this.

I can't find the strength to move ahead cause, no one ever told me...it would be like this

...Be like this,

Be like this....

I realize I listened to some false prophets (true salesmen)!!!

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